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When the Morning Comes

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Rest in peace, who was I
Even if I may not die
I feel like I did, like a big cry
To the place they send old ones like me
Who used to be, who used to try
But that life, that tree I planted years ago
Is still going—I know
So I have something to show
I walk these streets, but they don’t care
The flags are faded, the sky’s gone bare
The voices hush when truth gets loud
They paved the fields, they sold the crowd
I gave my youth to this broken land
I held her hand when she couldn’t stand
Now I watch her fall, and no one lifts
A single finger, just empty gifts
Rest in peace, who I became
They changed the rules, they blurred the name
They drained the well, they lit the flame
And called it progress, called it pride
But I just watched my hometown slide
Into silence, into shame
Into something I can’t claim
I built a porch, I carved a song
I taught my kids what’s right from wrong
But now they scroll and swipe and fade
And I just sit in the mess we made
I scream in chords, I cry in wood
I’d fix it all again if I could
But no one listens, no one stays
They just move on in brighter days
Rest in peace, who was I
Even if I may not die
I feel like I did, like a big cry
To the place they send old ones like me
Who used to be, who used to try
But that life, that tree I planted years ago
Is still going—I know
So I have something to show
[Bridge: Spoken-sung, breathy and poetic]
I am not the ghost you pass
I am not the rust on glass
I am not the man who quit
I am the one who still won’t sit
I am the root beneath the stone
I am the fire left alone
I am the hymn they never sang
I am the bell that still can clang
Rest in peace, but not just yet
I’ve got some chords they haven’t met
I’ve got some truths they won’t forget
I’ve got a voice that still can rise
Even if it breaks the skies
Even if it cracks the floor
Even if they close the door
I’ll play for her, my broken land
With calloused fingers, with trembling hand
I’ll sing her name, I’ll shout her grace
I’ll carve her story into space
And when they ask what I became
I’ll say I stayed—I kept the flame
I’ll say I fought, I didn’t flee
I’ll say I planted that damn tree
Rest in peace, who was I
Even if I may not die
I feel like I did, like a big cry
To the place they send old ones like me
Who used to be, who used to try
But that life, that tree I planted years ago
Is still going—I know
So I have something to show
[Outro: Repetitive echoes, fading guitar, soft vocal layering]
Rest in peace… who was I…
Rest in peace… who was I…
Rest in peace… but I’m still here…
Rest in peace… but I’m still clear

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